"Wait, what?" I blurted.
"Just last week, she tried to cozy up to him in the bar, again," she told me. "He flipped out on her in front of everyone. It was hilarious."
"So... they're not... married?" I asked confused.
"No, and I've been trying to tell you all of this, but you refused to let me," she said. "Feral hates her. Everyone does. I honestly don't know why she's still here."
They're not...? He... hates her? So what the hell is with all these texts then? The little psy.cho!
"Momma!!!" Odie hollered from down the hall.
"Okay, well, whatever," I replied to Claire. "I gotta go, and don't worry, I'll figure out something with War."
We said our goodbyes, and then I rushed down to my room. Just in time to see Odie completely naked with no diaper and attempting to put her pajamas on.
